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[ she responds. ]

Well, we'll see what she says to that, I suppose.

[Crossing her arms. ]

Because that’s what people are like here. They pretend they’re all high and mighty, but they’re really just doing what they want.

So it’d be nice if you’d all stop telling me I’m wrong.

[ ding! ]

Oh, good, well. She asked where and when I'd like to meet.

But, ah. I'm really sorry people have been unkind. Honestly, what I remember best is being told that no one would look out for our team in a game like my first one, and then BARiTONES came through for us, so...

Good for you. What game was that?

[Disinterested, like she doesn't actually care about the answer.]

Ah, the protection one, where we all had to choose another unit to protect... with the exploding collars.

[ she's going to the points shop now to get herself a quarterstaff since that seems to be the weapon of choice. ]

[Right, okay, cool, "the protection one", whatever that means–– "with the exploding collars"––]

[. . . oh.]

[ ?????????????????????

did she

say something wrong

should she say something else??? ]

Um.

[Mmmmmm folds her ears back and curls her tail around herself, crossing one arm arm over to grip her other, guarded.]

What? Don't you have a duel to go set up, or something?

...mm, well, I just need to pick up a weapon from the points shop dropbox. We'll be in the park if you want to spectate.

What, so she can talk about me like I'm not there again? Pass.

[Read: will probably follow at a distance and spy.]

Well.

I don't intend to lose, so you should at least make sure you're on hand to receive your winnings.

[ that might be the most confident thing she's said in her life. ]

You'd better not blow it after saying something like that.

I'll do my best not to disappoint.

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